Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Just as Nyla was about to get up, Damon's hands gently pressed down on her shoulders.

"Don't move. Wait here," Damon instructed.

Meeting his firm gaze, Nyla bit her lip and instinctively nodded.

Damon patted her head with a smile. "Good girl."

Nyla was left speechless.

Damon worked quickly, and soon the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.

Nyla couldn't help but swallow as she headed to the kitchen. She hadn't eaten dinner and was now quite hungry.

Just as she reached the kitchen door, Damon emerged, carrying a plate of sandwiches.

"Why did you come over?" he asked.

Nyla was captivated by the sandwiches in his hand. It was a simple creation-vegetables and eggs topped with melted cheese. The green vegetables and crispy-edged fried eggs looked especially appetizing under the light.

Noticing that all her attention was on the sandwiches and she had completely ignored him, Damon couldn't help but smile. "Go get your cutlery."

At his words, Nyla quickly went into the kitchen, grabbed her cutlery, and returned to the table.

Uncle

her habitual way of addressing him and

and as soon as she took a bite, her

"So delicious!" she exclaimed.

it

no

ten minutes, she had finished the entire plate of sandwiches, leaving not a crumb behind. As she put down her cutlery, she still felt a bit unsatisfied. "Uncle Damon, how can you

was surprisingly good. She could easily have eaten

make simple

Nyla could respond, Damon's phone vibrated on the

frowned slightly

to Nyla. "There's a problem at the company. I need to step out for a bit.

your back..." Nyla

careful," he

bit her lip, a trace of

dishes in the kitchen, then returned to her bedroom. Just as she was about to shower and go to bed, she received a

today. Don't take it to heart. I support the

at the screen,

likely stemmed from a fear

understandable. After all, Nyla was only her stepdaughter, and Wren wouldn't

Nyla replied with a